zeptae

Lyrics

Sometime in September
In a town way up north
There was a fight between
Who was wrong and who was right

The people on the inside
Just what to keep what was theirs
The people on the outside
Just want to play their fucking games

So leave your toy guns at home
Just leave your toy guns
So leave your toy guns
Just leave your toy guns at home

Isn’t it funny
How you can’t take what you dish out
Isn’t funny
When you starve your brother out
Oh isn’t it funny
Send the children to their graves
Isn’t if funny
No its not funny at all

So leave your toy guns at home
Just leave your toy guns
So leave your toy guns
Just leave your toy guns at home

So leave your toy guns at home
Just leave your toy guns
So leave your toy guns
Just leave your toy guns at home